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Gratuitous pussy shot included at the end of this. Read, perverts. Don't cheat!

"Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained."
-- William Blake
I was going to write about my aspirations for life... the little things that keep me going and make me hope for the future. Instead, I'm going to write about a moment that happen just an hour or so ago.

After putting my darling daughter to bed, Bear and I came out to the living room. We collapsed into the couch - my legs over his, his arms wrapped around me. The cool leather felt nice against my bare arms, a nice relaxing contrast to his body weight pressing down on me as he came in for a kiss.

At that moment, the world ceased to exist. It was almost as if all the good things about our previous life together, all the wonderful moments at the end of the day when we truly started to unwind and be ourselves around each other, came crashing back. Something important clicked into place. Can't say what that was just yet... but I know that it is imperative for us to exist in this new reality.

And, as I promised, a gratuitous pussy shot...










This is my Delilah girl. What a pretty pussy she is. Sorry for the con, but you pervs can be tricked WAY too easily. Serves you right. I know I'm cute, but I think I write pretty well too!